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Angela Myron

Ennara and the Fallen Druid

Synopsis

When a mysterious curse threatens to transform everyone into shadowy demons, a magical eleven year-old girl must travel to a sunken city ruin—fighting pirates, monsters, and an undead sorcerer along the way—to find a weapon that can save her world.

Author Biography

Angela Myron is the award-winning author of the YA fantasy series Ennara and a stack of technical manuals on everything from nonlinear editing to data encryption. Her first novel, Ennara and the Fallen Druid, won a silver medal for best pre-teen ebook in the 2013 Moonbeam Children's Book Awards. She lives in Los Angeles, California, with her husband and their twins.

Author Insight

Entering the Sunken City of Ililsa

This beach scene reminds me of my first scuba diving experience off the west coast of Canada, in February, of all times. It was so cold, the rocks so hard, yet clear and--quite literally--breathtaking.
When brainstorming ways in which I could get Tork and the kids into a city under the sea, I drew from scuba experiences and role-playing games I've played. The underwater dungeons in these games are often my favorite ones, they are so other worldly.

Book Excerpt

Ennara and the Fallen Druid

“Do we take these now?” Ennara pulled the vial of Neverending Breath from the sock stashed at the top of her pack. They had woken at dawn, eaten a quick breakfast of flatbread and cheese, and descended a nearby ravine. Before them lay the giant bay strewn with ruins of the Royal City of Ililsa.

Tork shook his head. “We need to find an underground entrance to the city. We’re certainly not going to swim to the city center.”

The wizard scanned the rocky shore, holding his stave in his right hand. Ruins of stone buildings, a few cobbled roads, and scattered temples littered the rocky beach and speckled the surrounding forest. Wind swept across the rocks, whipping the ends of his cloak. Gevin stood next to the wizard, following his gaze. He hunched his shoulders and buried his hands in his pockets. Kithe kicked at the shale as Ennara tucked her golden hair behind her ears and pulled her wool sweater over her hands.